Dedicated to the memory of my camping buddy and Air Force comrade, Stewart C. Caldwell, the only man I've ever met who could go into the wilderness with nothing but a tin cup and a dull knife, and not only survive but probably put on a few pounds. Amazing, the things he knew.

Sadly, Stewie decided not to face the new millenium, and died by his own hand on the last day of 1999, somewhere in the Nevada desert.